A delicate female falls into the interstellar beast world

The aircraft glided through the interstellar space. Although it was also a space jump, its speed was not as fast as that of a flying ship. The two of them drove through the interstellar space for three days before slowly reaching the federal jurisdiction.

According to Cyril, he had to return to the Federation anyway, and Xin Zijin's identity was not suitable for him to take a flying ship in Saint-Atienne.

Cyril jumped out of the cabin, looked around, and after confirming his position, he pulled Xin Zijin and jumped off the aircraft.

Xin Zijin looked down at her feet, feeling a little weak.

She was somewhat impressed by the physical strength of these orcs. They didn't feel tired after driving for such a long time.

"Let's go!" Cyril took Xin Zijin's hand and walked forward. They had already reached the Ninth Military Academy, and they didn't know what punishment they would receive from the academy for being away for so long.

Xin Zijin tried to pull her hand back, but the man held it tightly.

"I've been flying the aircraft for so long and haven't had a good rest yet. Please let me have some strength and don't pull my hand away, okay?"

She looked up and saw that there were dark circles under Cyril's eyes and he looked exhausted. She clenched her hands tightly, as if she could give him some support if he fell on the spot.

Cyril had a smile on his face and seemed to be in a very good mood.

She opened her Star Brain, and it was still the same. There was no network, and the avatars of the people she had contacted before were all silent.

"Cyril, I'll take you back to the dormitory to rest first. I have to go out for something." She thought that after being away for so long, Migler would definitely look for her everywhere if he couldn't contact her.

"Where are you going?" Cyril paused and his expression changed slightly.

"My friends will definitely be worried after I've been away for so long, and my Star Brain needs repairs."

After hearing Xin Zijin's words, Cyril was silent for a moment and then said, "In that case, I'll go with you."

Xin Zijin looked at him in surprise, "You need to rest well."

Repairing the optical computer was secondary; finding Migole was the main thing. She brought Cyril with her? It didn't seem right no matter how I looked at it.

Cyril interrupted her, insisting, "I must follow you."

He finally had the chance to be in contact with his beloved girl, so he wanted to be with her all the time. Male physical strength was stronger than she imagined. He had only been flying the aircraft for three days without sleep, and any sign of physical weakness was just an act for her to see.

"What are you doing!" a sudden voice came.

Cyril and Xin Zijin turned around and saw Migler standing not far from them. His eyes were red and he stared at their holding hands, his anger burning.

Xin Zijin took a step aside and tried to pull her hand out of Cyril's, but Cyril held it even tighter.

"Let her go!" Migler said gritting his teeth.

"Miguel? What if I don't let go?"

Cyril looked at him coldly, thinking that his roommate whom he hadn't seen for a long time was looking at him with such a resentful look after they finally met. He wished he could eat him alive.

The silver-haired man could no longer control his emotions and rushed towards the man who was holding his beloved woman and provoking him, and punched him in the face.

The fist hit Cyril's face hard.

Cyril was caught off guard and was knocked back a few steps. It was also because of this impact that he loosened his grip on the girl.

Migole grabbed Cyril's collar and was about to punch the man again.

The girl quickly ran to Migler and hugged the almost violent silver-haired man tightly.

"Miguel, stop, you misunderstood, don't fight."

Migole's eyes were bloodshot, and the only thing on his mind was the scene where Zijin disappeared and he couldn't get in touch with her. Even in his dreams, Zijin said cruelly that she didn't want him anymore.

The veins on the silver-haired man's forehead bulged. Was it because of Cyril that Zijin hadn't seen him for so long? "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill that bastard!"

Migole didn't hesitate and hit Cyril in the face again.

Cyril wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and easily avoided the fist that was about to attack him again.

"Miguel! Let go! Calm down!" Xin Zijin pulled his arm hard to separate the two.

"Zijin, why are you with this guy?" Migler was breathing heavily, his eyes red.

"You misunderstood. It was Cyril who saved me..."

"Ahem... ahem, it's okay, Zijin, you don't have to explain anything to him, ahem... it's just a minor injury..."

Cyril covered his lips and coughed violently, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. He looked like he had internal injuries.

Migole stared in amazement at Cyril, a frail man who looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.

Xin Zijin quickly supported Cyril's shaking body, "Cyril, are you okay?"

Thinking about how Cyril helped her escape, flew the aircraft without sleep for three days and three nights, and hadn't had a good rest, and was punched for no reason as soon as he came back, Xin Zijin's face was full of guilt.

Cyril reached out to comfort the worried girl, "It's okay, this little pain is nothing to me... cough cough..."

After the man finished speaking, he coughed heavily twice.

"But you vomited blood."

Migole was an S-class high-level male, and she had seen his strength with her own eyes, so he must have suffered a lot of injuries from that punch.

"Ahem...it's really okay...just stay with me...it'll be fine after the cough."

"Shut up!" Migler couldn't stand it any longer. Is this still the Cyril he knew? How come after not seeing him for over a year, he's actually...actually...pretending so well?

As a high-level male, he naturally knew that for a male, Cyril would not be so weak after just one punch.

Okay, okay, Migler now understood that his roommate would be his most competitive rival in love in the future.

But Migole was not a fool. He had used the trick of pretending to be weak in front of Zijin before. If he was angered by Cyril at this moment and attacked him again, it would really be what this kid wanted. He could not do that.

The man clenched his fists and slowly suppressed the anger in his heart. "Zijin, I've been looking for you for a long time and haven't found you. Do you know how worried I am?"

When Cyril saw that his roommate, who had been threatening to kill him, had suddenly calmed down, he couldn't help but think that Migler was really patient.

However, he also had to praise the books given to him by his mother. If it were in the past, he would definitely fight with Migole without hesitation, and then the two would fight to the death with equal strength.

But suddenly I remembered that it was written in "The Correct Way to Poach" that punching a companion will only make the female hate you more, and what you should do at this time is to pretend to be weak.